Character name: Opal

Gender and species/breed: Slate Merle Border Collie / Female

Character image/description: X

Character personality: Opal was very Loyal to her owners but when all the humans left she got onto the streets and cared about no one but herself. She will become very Loyal to you if she likes you but if she doesn't your in trouble. Opal is intelligence and surprises most dogs with her wits. When in danger she is very fierce and strong.

Short roleplay sample/Canines of Lincliff intro: Opal whined and paced around her home, her humans were usually back at this time. Finally she laid down in her bed and fell asleep. When she woke up her humans weren't here and it was clear they weren't coming back. Opal went through her doggy Door into her fenced backyard, she looked around then mentally prepared herself to jump the fence. "3..2..1!" Opal leaped over the fence and landed on the other side. She glanced around and whimpered in fear. There was nothing, only empty homes and cars.

|Character name|
Bramble

|Age|
5 years old

|Gender and species/breed|
Dog/Female/Alaskan Husky

|Character image/description|
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|Character personality|
Bramble is a quiet dog who follows orders and plays it nice. She can be a scaredy cat at times but will not admit she is afraid and will go forward, even if she is terrified of what will happen. Bramble does not trust others easily and will stay some distance away, but when she is comfortable with them she is always wanting to help out.

|Short (<500 words) roleplay sample/Canines of Lincliff intro|
Bramble trotted around the yard of her home, her owners had abandoned her here weeks ago and she had no food or water. The fae let out a growl and stopped to sniff the air, there was no scent of humans around this area, and that was confusing. Humans would always be driving and walking behind her house, there was a street there. Bramble ran over to where the fence was and lifted her front paws up so she could look over the fence, her eyes sweeping the empty streets as she listened to the birds sing lightly. This wasn't normal. She let a whimper escape her throat, this wasn't like the humans to leave their companions behind, we were their everything..... Bramble jumped off the fence and walked over to the front door, sliding into the house through the doggy door. Bramble looked around and sighed, her ears pinning down sadly, everything was different. The kids weren't playing with their toys, the grown ups weren't talking about the news, and she wasn't sleeping by the warm fire, listening to everyone.

Orion


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|Age|
5 years

|Gender and species/breed|
Male | Dog | Siberian Husky

|Appearance|

He weighs in at 22kg, a smaller size for his breed. He is 56 cm tall, also o the shorter side. His pelt is multi-colored and the array of colors range from the deepest ebony to a pristine white. His eyes are a piercing icy blue that seem warm and cold all at once. His frame is rather large yet lithe, having not been the largest of his litter, but he uses that to his advantage by being more swift and agile than his more muscular enemies. Overall, his appearance reflects his playful and mysterious demeanor.

|Personality|

Blunt- He is one to speak his mind. If he dislikes or admires you, he is sure to let you know. Some think this may be rude - but he just thinks they are sheltered. You don't go through what he has just to sugarcoat life to be something it's not.

Adventurous - He lives for the thrill. He is always up for an adventure - may it be a simple stroll in the beginning hours of dawn, or a self-given mission, he will always accept a challenge. Perhaps this is stemmed from his rogue roots.

Introverted - Also formed from his rogue lifestyle, he prefers to be left alone. He finds most peace while being solitary.

Kind hearted - If anyone from his past saw him today, they would think he were a different wolf; and maybe he was. He is kind, although only mostly towards pups. He won't admit, but he has a soft spot for the little furballs.

Witty - He's a quick thinker and often makes sarcastic and witty remarks. He has a good sense of humor - at least to him he does.

Intelligent - As mentioned before, he is a good thinker. Many people overlook how important something like that can be. Earlier in his life he would act out rashly and out of anger, but now he is able to control his actions and think situations through. He finds intelligence very attractive.

|Roleplay Sample|

Winter was Orion's favorite season because that's when he was needed most. His owner had bought him specifically for his slim figure which made him lighter and quicker on his feet. He was a sled dog, and he enjoyed it very much. He took people on rides sometimes, or his owner would just take them on their own adventure. However, one day his owner did not come to get him from his shed. He began to panic.. His master always came to check on him at least.. Orion decided to wait it out, knowing his master would never abandon him. However, days passed and he began to feel the effects of hunger and dehydration. He decided he'd have to escape on his own and figure out for himself why his owner had not returned.

@Ouhsha, I messaged you already but you haven't replied, you still need to PM the form to me, and the RP posts need to be 5+ sentences long, or we'll end up with hundreds of one sentences posts. Thanks! Also, this is a good help for HTML (coding, like linking) struggles!

Wyclef
Age:
3 years
Gender and species/breed:
Male - Eastern Wolf
Character image/description:

(Source)
Wyclef is a very large eastern wolf brought to Scotland to be released on a reservation a few miles form Lincliff. Kept in a research facility for the past few weeks he has lost a good bit of his natural muscle as he dislikes the food the humans try to feed him. He has dark brown fur that makes his light hazel eyes so much more striking.
Character personality:
Wyclef has bad trust issues ever since his mother left him in his father's small pack when he was little more than a pup. He bided for his father's attention for a year before the pack was split apart by hunters. This need for approval followed him long after the last time he saw his cruel father. He hides his weaknesses behind his Casanova ways and his gentle smile.
Short (<500 words) roleplay sample/Canines of Lincliff intro:
Wyclef trotted happily along, his fresh kill hanging from his mouth. Today had been a good day and he had managed to catch a large rabbit. That was one of the good things about being a lone wolf, what you caught you kept to yourself. The one of the bad things was that food was so much harder to come by. A crack of sticks not far off caused him to stop and raise his ears. It was probably just Jessie but you could never be too sure. He gave a soft gruff, trying to call her out, the young pup often tried to follow him during hunts when he told her not to. A loud bang erupted so close he thought the world was splitting, could feel it down his back. He tried to run but it felt like time had slowed and he could do little more than stumble forward. The ground seemed to rush to swallow him up.